Hearing Chen Hao say he was going to keep two hands, the two plump women seemed to think simultaneously of the images they've seen in the news about loan sharks collecting debts.
At best, they'd splash paint or throw animal blood; at worst, they'd commit murder!
So, to them, chopping off hands was probably just routine!
The ease with which Chen Hao handled the knife suggested this was something he did often, and he was undoubtedly accustomed to it.
In an instant.
The ferocity on the faces of the two plump women disappeared, and they shook like chaff in the wind, trembling uncontrollably. When they looked at Chen Hao, their eyes were filled with fear.
"Who's going first?" Chen Hao spoke, his voice neither too loud nor too soft.
But to the ears of the two plump women, it was no doubt as thunderous as a clap from a clear sky!